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“I’m not even going to lie, when you told me that he had taken her dinner that time, I just knew that her ass was lying, I mean, look at her and then look at the bitches that he fucks with! I can’t for the life of me understand what he could see in her,” Patrice said and I nodded my head in agreement.

“And did y’all see the way he stood up and defended that bitch when I told him to stop fuckin with the homeless?” Meccah added.

“Hell yeah, that nigga jumped up quick as hell like he wanted to slam your ass,” Kelsey joined in on the conversation.

“You said her auntie be the one beating her ass like that. You think she know about her skipping school to hang out at the beach and be with Jah?” Patrice asked me.

I knew for damn sure that Antonia’s auntie didn’t have a clue that she had skipped school today.

“Hell nah, she doesn’t know. Antonia came over here early in the morning and changed out of her uniform and put on that outfit that she had on at the beach,” I said.

“What you think she would do to her if she found out?” Kelsey asked me.

My body shuddered at the ass whipping that Antonia would take because of that. “She would probably try and kill her. I know that for a fact. Antonia gets her ass beat for any little thing that she does. I know because she used to tell me. I remember last year she told me about how her aunt had beat her because her aunt had sneezed and Antonia didn’t say bless you. She said something about Antonia was disrespectful and she didn’t have any manners,” I said and I watched as they burst out laughing.

“Are you serious? That’s petty as hell,” Meccah said after we had finished eating.

“Yep, little shit like that and she’ll get her ass tore up. I got tired of hearing all her damn Django stories, so I told her to stop telling me that shit. Shit was depressing as hell,” I vented.

“You think we should tell her aunt that she skipped school yesterday and was hanging with a man that’s six years older than her?” Meccah asked.

“You evil bitch,” I said, laughing. “But I love it,” I added. Antonia wanted to be grown, well let’s see her ass get a grown ass whopping.

“But wait, what if she asks us why we were there and stuff like that? I mean, we had to be there in order for us to have seen her,” Kelsey added.

“Yeah, but she doesn’t need to know that we were hanging with boys too. We’ll just be like it was the four of us and Antonia didn’t want to hang with us, she was out doing God knows what with a grown ass man,” I said.

r /> “Oh damn. Y’all gone have this bitch coming to school Monday looking like Tina Turner when her and Ike was in that limo fighting,” Meccah said, causing all of us to laugh.

We stayed up for about another three hours talking about a little bit of everything, and then we finally were off to sleep.

10:00 a.m. the next morning

It was ten in the morning and my friends and I were climbing into my car. We had woken up around nine, and after all of us took showers, got dressed, and fixed our hair and makeup, we were just now leaving an hour later. I knew the way to Antonia’s house by heart because I used to drop her off last year from school. This was before she had become a pest, and I was able to put up with her annoying ass. Now, every time that she asked for a ride home, I would always come up with some sort of excuse.

It took me about another five minutes to get to Antonia’s apartment complex and I shook my head at what the hell she called home. I stayed about ten minutes away from her, but it damn sure wasn’t considered to be the projects. My neighborhood was classy, and nothing like this ghetto ass building. I parked the car and all of us got out.

“Remember, let me do all of the talking,” I said once we were in front of Antonia’s apartment door. They all shook their heads. I knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer it.

“Who the fuck is at my door?” a voice asked and I knew that it was Antonia’s aunt.

I didn’t reply, I just waited for her to come and answer for us. She swung the door open with a mean scowl on her face. She was wearing a crooked pink satin cap on her head and a white pajama gown that had all types of stains on it, and not to mention, her saggy ass breasts were damn near touching the damn floor. She had on these pink house shoes that were clearly way too small for her big ass feet.

“Can I help you?” she nastily asked me, looking from myself to my friends.

“Hey, I don’t know if you remember me, but I’m Antonia’s friend from school, Tacarra,” I told her and she looked at me blankly. I’m pretty sure she didn’t know who the hell I was. She looked like she was ready for me to cut the bullshit and get to the point, so I began.

“Well, I was just coming over to let you know that you should talk to Antonia about the company that she has been keeping lately. Yesterday was senior skip day and we all went out to South Beach. Antonia was there, but she wasn’t there with us, instead she was out hanging with this 23-year-old man, and word around town is that he is a thug and not a very good person to hang around. I’m only telling you this because we saw Antonia around noon, and we didn’t see her after that, so we don’t know what type of things she was doing while she wasn’t around us. All of the other seniors were in the water, having a good time, but Antonia wasn’t,” I said, putting on a great persona of an innocent little girl.

I watched as Antonia’s aunt turned red and she looked like she was about to explode, that’s just how mad she was.

“I will deal with Antonia, thanks for telling me that,” she said and closed the door in our faces.

“What you think she’s going to do now?” Kelsey asked me.

“All I can say is, pray for Antonia,” I said and we took the steps back down.

Antonia

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